So my piece for critique broke and I’m VERY nervous about the cups I just put in the kiln because the glaze I put on some is known to be runny and I ugh
Sabrina, swaying him back and forth: stinky bastard man
Hilda: No!!!!!!
Zelda, not looking up from her newspaper: naughty boy, brat cat
Hilda, distraught: no!!!!!!!!!
Me, trying to postpone taking a shower another day: You know I think in modern times we’ve gotten really sensitive to odors. King George didn’t wash his ass for a month and nobody was complaining back then. Why don’t we go back to that